Luyện nghe bài hát Mic Ryan's Lament

Well my name is Mick Ryan, I'm lyin
In a spot near where I was killed
By a red man defending his land
In the place that they call Big Horn

And I swear I did not see the
When I rode with the Seventh
I thought that we for the land of the free
When we from Fort Lincoln that morning

And the they played the Garryowen
Brass was shining, flags a
I if I had only known
I'd have wished that I'd died at Vicksburg

For my brother and me, we had barely
From the hell that was Ireland in forty
Two young lads who had learned how to hate
But we loved the of Amerikay

And we cursed our cousins who and bled
In their coats of bloody red
The sun sets on the bloody dead
Of those who have chosen an

But we'd a better life somehow
In the where no man has to bow
It seemed right then and it right now
That Paddy he died for the

Ah, but Michael he somehow got turned
He had stolen the that he thought he'd found
Now I will see that holy ground
For I turned into I hated

And I'm by the Garryowen
a beating, bugles blowin'
I if I had only known
I'd lie with my brother in

And the band played that Garryowen
Brass was shin, a flowin'
I swear if I had only known, I'd lie
my brother at